I walk through this storm
Stead fast, head high, and never afraid
For I know well in my heart
At this newest storm’s end
I’ll walk again under most golden sky

The sweet silver song, of a lark on the wing
Struggles to travel with me
Through the wind and the rain
The pain seem unending
Move forward though dreams tossed and blown

A challenge at most, next hill there to climb
I’ve done it for all of this life
And through each of these trials
Near quest stopping barrier
I make it to see the other side

So come walk with me, hold hope in your heart
For struggle is but part of this journey
And know it for true, in all that you do
You’ll never be walking alone……

Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre January 1st, 2008


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